Vampiria
Sanguinarian Context
1. Horror Finders (Maldoror Song)
Take as yours (the) breath of timeless wind and sing the song of Maldoror
A virulent outburst of thoughts
Hill illuminate dark depths of mind (your true nature will be revealed to you)
Dark is our name, violent our conception, horror finders is all we are
Ghastly dreams disturb my sleep, new bad thought takes roots in my soul
So reality comes and I'm the ghoul searching for new ways of horror
Your true name will be revealed to you, appear innocently, umprejudiced to this new universe of emotions
Ghastly dreams disturb my sleep, new bad thought takes roots in my soul
So reality comes and I'm the ghoul searching for new ways of of horror
I'm the shadow behind you, imagining how to cause pain
Take as yours (the) breath of timeless wind and sing the song of Maldoror
A virulent outburst of thoughts
Hill illuminate dark depths of mind (your true nature will be revealed to you)
Dark is our nature, violent our conception, horror finders is all we are
Your true nature will be revealed to you
Appear innocently, umprejudiced to this new universe of emotions
We arn't monsters, just humans, to much human.
2. Psicho Mutation
When the night comes psicho mutatio begins, people shows psichotic side and it's behavior within
Look where you walk, do it so carefully, cause you cannot see all that there inhabit
Welcome to the night, take off the mask, show your real face
The night can redempt a sin with ither, and I will to sin, tonight
we live in the dark, where no one dares to go, cause the fear feed our ancestral instinct
The psichotic side that exist in our mind wake up in the night, when the conscious sleeps
Welcome to the night, take off the mask, show your real face
The night can redempt a sin with other, and I will go to sin tonight
I have this cold eyes of tomorrow trying to see a form of life
I walk the true path of sorrow beneath this dark supernal night
Old castles burn away in the horizon black ravens are veiling the stars
A secret passage between unnamed graves I feel my mind out of this world
We live in the dark, where no one dares to go, cause the fear feed our ancestral instinct
The psichotic side that exist in our mind wake up in the night, when the conscious sleep
Welcome to the night take off the mask, show your real face
The night can redempt a sin with other, and I will go to sin
Welcome to the night, take off the mask, show your real face
The night can redempt a sin with other, and I will go to sin, tonight.
3. Death's Song
Burning souls in lakes of guilt, blind slaves of fear to god, lives without identity, just a mass of cheap lives without identity, just a mass of sheeps (feeding on the carrion of knowledge)
Pour existence full of limits, never burnt by pleasure's fire
A book of guilt leads them lives
At the heart of the dark I shake myself for their weakness (a sea of wisdom to sail, and them, flock of sheeps, drowns down in submission (turn off the light, forgive the sun scaping from storm to store in old dimension
Now I found a door, a mystic door between the trees in a black wood
I start to break the silence..
perpetual silence of the deads)
When I close my eyes in total dark, turn off the light, forgive the sun scaping from storm to store in old dimension
Now I found a door, a mystic door between the trees in a black wood
I start to break the silence... perpetual silence of the deads.
4. Twilight Doors
Open the doors, the twilight doors and feel the power of darkness, receive her in depth of your soul
Threshold must be crossed away, get ready for be the continent of a power keeped for centuries
And it'll be your dominion
Empire of darkness soon'll be revealed to you;
You must let die mercy and compassion to know deep sense of anxiety and passion
Threshold must be crossed away, get ready for the continent of a power keeped for centuries
And it'll be your dominion.
5. Pictures Of The Holocaust
Pictures of the holocaust, like blazing memory burns in my mind;
Cannot control, cannot to avoid.
Evil I made is a vivid presence
I don't remorse, just feel some kind of guilt
Evil I made is a vivid presence
I don't remorse, just feel some kind of guilt
Dismembered bodies with horrid grimace
hang in the walls of my twisted mind
A monstrous gallery of pictures of the holocaust, pictures of my holocaust
Evil I made is a vivid presence,
Evil I made is a tortuous presence...
Dismembered bodies with horrid grimace hang in the walls of my twisted mind
Morbid evocation of chaos
Dismembered bodies with horrid grimace hang in the walls of my twisted mind
Morbid evocation of chaos
Behind their mirror I can feel the cold darkness image of phantoms are gathering around my coffin
(...I can't wait to see the star! She shine into my eyes)
Time it's no passing in the dimension of the death angels everything floating in a deep gloom into my silence
(...I can't wait to see the star! She shine into my eyes, my morning star)
Pictures of the holocaust, like blazing memory burns in my mind;
Cannot control, cannot to avoid.
6. The Prossession
Noise in the heaven, tumble the earth, prophetics sounds comes with the wind
I hear the trumpets of angels of doom, now we are riding over the ancient snake
Holy destruction, punishment promised, this is the end, yes, the Armageddon.
Now we are walking in procession, like fallen angels, to lake of fire
To hell with us!
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust,
Promised land is now on flames
Can you hear the lament that carry the wind?
A valley of tear in where we live
Holy destruction, punishment promised, this is the end, yes, the Armageddon.
Now we are walking in procession, like fallen angels, to lake of fire
To hell with us!
Across of fire on the horizon burn
worse than hell, shine more than sun
The pestilence involve the earth, death walk among us showing here best smile
Preachers and priest try to save the world, but they cannot save themselves souls
Now we are walking in procession like fallen angels to lake of fire
7. Human Tool
Control of mass, generate slaves.
Preaching the lies over the world to harvest
chaos, hiding the truth, twisting the knife inside the open wound
Massive attack to subconscious makes human tools
Now hate rules and chaos rise, (this is the game)
Who can find the truth, when all of us are confronted?
this is the way to serve to preachers of lies
Confounded minds are the best place to put
the doubt, it makes us stagnt and loose the way and then we are tools.
Systematic and automatic is the attitude, the human is like a little piece (on a mechanism)
Who can find the truth, when all of us are confronted?
This is the way to serve to preachers of lies.
Human tool
Confounded minds are the best place to put the doubt, it makes us stagnt and loose the way and then we are tools
Systematic and automatic is the attitude, the human is like a little piece (on a mechanism)
Who can find the truth when all of us are confronted?
This is the way to serve to preachers of lies. Lies! Lies! Lies!
8. Sanguinarian Context
Watch! The skeleton dance!
With blood in the walls, why you look me like that?
Are you trembling your hands?
Are you, part of art bloody flesh on their hands a flesh on the floor the assassin deserve!
Sanguinarian context!!!
Who?
Sanguinarian context!!!
Who?
Convulsion of the heart the eyes are tunring black the taste of blood so deep and dark the work of knife!
The mirror in the wall contempling the scene like a paint in the wall mystery of death!
You can kill them...
You can kill them!
The skin will be a curtain in the windows of the house and thousand virgins women are cutting themselves!
Maybe their blood are painting the walls words have different meanings this is a kind of art!
You can kill them!
You can kill them!
You can kill them all!
Feel! My pain it's so pure
My heart like a stone with the devil inside when the tempest is draw
Oh! The black hornaments representing the death in a multiple forms like a corpse in the dark!!!
Sanguinarian context!!!
Who?
Sanguinarian context!!!
Who?
Mutilated corpses are burning in a fire the light of fire in torches around in the house!
The mighty silent spirits are gathering tonight over the lake and valley the moon start to shine!
You can kill them!
You can kill them!
A woman with a crown of iron are buried alive!
Near the forgotten lake and the wolves start to cry!
Between the life or death we have nothing to say...
We contempling art of a twisted artist mind!
You can kill them!
You can kill them!
You can kill them all!
The moon, on you... in the river of the deads...
Dead, in this intentional pain!
You... The moon in a river... scpe and run, scape and wait I can see their arms...
Can I speak, reflecting pain... then, see my eyes...
The moon on you in a river of the deads in an intentional pain of you I'm floating in the deads with you the moon on you in my river.
9. Those Whom Comes With The Storm
As your souls, black are our wings, nobody look us when we comes with the storm
Our language is the thunder
A warning writted in the stars, it's a dark Gonder hidden in the stormy skies
Lonely riders on black horses with eyes of fire
Our message is thunder, our language is strong wind, for weaks it'll be tempest, music for strong ones
As our souls, black are our wings, nobody looks us when we come with the storm
Travel vault of heavens with a cold smile
Dark creatures born from a stormy cloud, a thunderlight annunciate our arrival
Those who came with the storm preach words of chaos.. Chaos!
10. Razorsblade Serenade (Bloody Serenade)
Contorted, distorted, by wrath manipulated
I feel your pain like love to me, so then please come and love me suffering,
Don't fear the knife, just one more cut.
Your skin looks so pretty in red,
My mind flows in ecstasy;
I don't remember anything, just taste of blood and your last smile.
Your skin looks so pretty in red,
My mind flows in ecstasy;
I don't remember anything, just taste of blood and your last smile.
Everything I've got are only fragments of pleasure,
An incomplete memory and a bad reputation.
Everything I've got are only fragments of pleasure,
An incomplete memory and a bad reputation.
What can I do?
I'm feeling very sick, but satisfied at the same time.
Contorted, distorted, by wrath manipulated
I feel your pain like love to me, so then please come and love me suffering,
Don't fear the knife, just one more cut.
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